The atmosphere in Vijendra’s room felt suffocating. Even though the air conditioner and the sunlight reflected through the narrow gap of the glass window ventilation, it still felt truly stifling and silent. The pair sat in silence, each thinking of the right words to avoid any misunderstanding.

"Why did first love always fail again and again?"

Kanaya immediately lifted her head, looking at Vijendra. The sentence came from his mouth. It sounded less like a question and more like a ...